The Bachelor’s Nose Ceremony

Chip was no lothario, and he was a genuine fluffball of nerves when it came to professing his feelings to the feline; so he decided to take a Happy Pill to try and relax. In hindsight, he should’ve only taken half.

“Hello, my furry light bulb! So shiny! Would you like a Mentos? They are LOVE flavored! I’ll give you ALL my love Mentos, because I love you, unicorn! I had me at hello!”

This shot could never happen with my dogs. Chipmunk = mortal enemy (requiring capture and plenty of shaking and tossing). The hunting season at my house will start soon and when it does, look out chippies!

My parents had chipmunks under their deck. They were pretty laid back little dudes, they didn’t bug us and we (mostly) didn’t bug them. But then a friend brought her dogs over – neither of them are exactly the brightest bulb on the tree. The chipmunks quickly figured out that they could induce a veritable flood of drool and futile chewing at knotholes, and were soon teasing the dogs (I swear to FSM I am not making this up!) by dashing to one side and squealing. While the dogs were occupied on that side of the deck, trying to flood the annoying critters out, the chipmunks ran over to the other side of the deck and shrieked. Lather, rinse, repeat. One of the funniest things I’ve seen.